It went like this: he grabbed me by the nape of the neck, pushed me against the wall, unzipped my pants, squeezed my cock until I groaned. He turned me around, spat on my hole, inserted two fingers, then three – opening me up completely. Then he lifted me up – like a roasted chicken – legs spread in the air, his cock already throbbing at the entrance. He held me tight, went down hard, deep, strong. While he was pumping, he kissed me – his tongue thrusting into my mouth with the same force he was thrusting into me. Each thrust lifted me up, each kiss suffocated me – saliva dripping, moaning in the middle of his mouth. He held me like that until I came without touching me, then dropped me on the floor – still throbbing inside me. He kissed me again, this time slowly. He said: you're mine now. And I, on my knees, could only nod.